Deep, Austin .... very deep.
On a lighter note ....
Michaels gone to Istanbul
Our hearts are out of order
With the East he's gone to battle now
Across the Euro border
He’s left us in dejection now;
Our hearts with him are roving.
It’s dull on this old forum now,
Since Michael went a roving.
Who now shall wear the cheerful face
In times when things are slackest?
And who shall whistle round the place
When Moderators frown their blackest?
Oh, who shall cheek the Materialists now
When they come round you snarling?
Their tongues are growing sharper now
Since Michael went a travelling.
just for fun ... greg
